Chapter 420

Chapter 420 410. Laying Down the Beach (15)

With herbicides, you must have tools. You can't artificially spray herbicides, right? The area is too big, and he really wants to build a ten-mile silver beach, anyway, the shoreline of Lake Hawea is very long.

He wants to develop this lake and turn it into a tourist attraction. If it doesn't require too much power, he even wants to transform the entire south bank of Lake Hawea into a beach!

The best tool for spraying pesticides is an agricultural aircraft. He doesn't know the farmer, but he has joined the Stubborn Bull Club. Now is the time to use his contacts.

He called Leonard Swift, the general manager of the Stubborn Bull Club, and said, "Leonard, I am the king. We Chinese have a saying that everything goes to the Three Treasures Palace. This time I will come to you." ,need your help."

Leonard smiled after receiving his call: "Ha, my buddy, if I remember correctly, this is the second time you called me? The last time you joined the club, this time you came to seek the club strength?"

Without waiting for him to answer, he said again: "Of course, this is the original intention of our establishment of the club, isn't it? Tell me your request, and I will do my best to help you achieve it."

Wang Bo stated his request and borrowed a small agricultural aircraft to spray herbicides.

After hearing this, Leonard laughed and said: "It's too simple, I'll contact the guys around Aocheng to see who has an agricultural plane and send it to you."

Wang Bo thanked him, and Leonard said, "You don't need to thank me, but after the new year, there will be a party in the club, and you will participate, right?"

"Of course, I like parties, and I'll go with Motak and the others." What else could he say?

Wang Bo couldn't let people see that he used GF-2644, so after these dangerous liquids were transported, he stored them in the basement of the castle, and then sprayed them at night.

The Colombians are very reliable. In addition to sending them herbicides, they also equipped them with special protective clothing: like the things in Resident Evil, this clothing also has a pig's head protective mask.

There was no wind at night, so he called out Bowen, who was confused, and said, "When you were in Texas, you must have flown a plane to spray pesticides, right?"

Bowen immediately understood what he meant, patted his chest and said, "Of course, in fact, I learned to fly a plane just to spray pesticides. But are you sure you want to use a rotorcraft to spray pesticides? God, I used to spray pesticides before, but Not by helicopter!"

Wang Bo laughed, and said, "No, it's not a gyroplane, it's a small agricultural plane."

In the middle of China Road, a small silver-white agricultural plane was parked on the road. Motak was sitting there smoking a cigarette, the butt of which flickered like a firefly.

Seeing them approaching, Motak shrugged and said, "I really don't understand, you don't have a farm, so why borrow an agricultural plane?"

The agricultural plane came from a rancher in the south of Oakland. He had to accompany his children at night and had no time to deliver the plane, so he asked Motak, who had a good relationship with him, to be responsible for the delivery.

Wang Bo vaguely said that he wanted to weed, but Motak didn't ask any more questions. Bowen circled the plane and said, "No problem, mini dromedary. I've flown this kind of plane. It's made by the Poles. The performance is very good, the speed can reach 200 kilometers per hour, and the maximum take-off weight is 12,000 kilograms."

Seeing that he was confident, Pharaoh felt relieved.

Wearing hazmat suits, Williams and Bass poured the herbicide into a pesticide storage tank, then filled it with lake water.

Wang Bo told them to be careful, this thing is a bit too lethal, don't get it on yourself.

Except for the three of them, no one else knew the identity of the herbicide. Motak was still shaking his head and said, "Why don't you sow the herbicide during the day? It's really weird. Spraying the herbicide at night really opened my eyes." !"

Wang Bo laughed. He asked Peterson to take six cowboys to mark the weeding area. It was very simple, just light a bonfire on the ground after a while, and let the plane fly along the bonfire.

Before taking off, he repeatedly told Bowen: "You must keep your eyes open and watch the damn position. If you are not 100% sure, don't open the hand brake to release the herbicide inside!"

Bowen said: "I know, the pasture is next door, and I will not harm the grass of the pasture."

After Wang Bo thought about it, he still asked Peterson to start pouring diesel oil from the lakeside on the road in New Zealand, and lit a combustion belt. The lethality of GF-2644 is really terrible!

Flying at night is very dangerous. Agricultural aircraft cannot fly too high. In order to ensure that the herbicides are not wasted, they almost fly close to the ground. If you are not careful, it will cause an accident.

Fortunately, with the guidance of the bonfire and Bowen's rich experience in flying agricultural aircraft, danger exists but will not happen.

Gliding started from the China Road, the small plane slowly accelerated, then the nose was raised, and the plane took off!

The plane took off from south to north. After Bowen flew up, he immediately turned around towards the lake. He needed to get in touch with the small plane, and the water surface of the lake was the best environment. If there was any danger, he could just plunge headfirst into the lake.

After flying for about 20 minutes, Bo Wen sent a message to Wang Bo via radio: "No problem, the mini dromedary is very simple, light the fire, I'm going to start working."

A band of fire burned from the New Zealand road, and the deer wandering along the road were startled and turned their heads and ran towards the pasture.

Following this belt of flames, the figure of the plane appeared. Its flying height was only tens of meters.

It took about fifty minutes for the plane to fly over the selected weeding area. The herbicide with a slight bitter almond smell was sprinkled on the ground, and the smell quickly disappeared when the night wind blew.

No wonder the GF-2644 is regarded as a scourge by the New Zealand government because of its reputation. It is very lethal. One night, without sunlight, the weeds on the land turned yellow.

Wang Bo drove a classic car around New Zealand in the morning, and the pastures on the roadside were inevitably affected, and the grass leaves turned yellow, as if in severe winter.

Fortunately, the heart of the second-level pasture is sitting in the town. The grass has been affected but it has not died. After pulling it out and checking the root system, it has not shrunk.

After two days of exposure to the sun, there was an area of ​​four to five square kilometers, and all the weeds on it turned into withered grass. When a fire was ignited, the grass was burned to ashes!

"The spring breeze will not blow and regenerate now." Wang Bo looked at the ashes left after the fire and felt relieved. He waved his hand, and a rotary cultivator and micro-cultivator came out, and they plowed the land again. Repeat until all the grass roots underneath have been dug out.

Due to the rush of time, agricultural vehicles dug out the grass roots, and dump trucks sprinkled the fine sand on the land at the same time, and the beach began to show its initial appearance.